About my day

Started off benignly enough. Well, Elaine got up at 3:40, but Jill mostly took care of that incident. I got my coffee and internetting done before she got up for good. I was showered and dressed in plenty of time, and I did NOT have to run for the bus stop. The bacteria that I'd been struggling with at work grew nicely, and I had a semi-productive day of recording results, making plans, and carving out bench space. My sandwich was excellent, and I had an afternoon latte and a nice, freshly-baked chocolate chip cookie.

Later, I texted Jill to find out when we would be going to the oncologist for her follow up after Monday's scan. She said that the early word was that she might have a clot in her leg, so she was sent to a hospital to have an MRI performed. I had a bit of a debacle with the busing/shuttle system here, and ended up standing outside on a rather yucky day for the better part of an hour. After making it to the appointment, we received some great news: Jill's scan was really good. No visible cancer, just like last time. This means that we can move on to the next step, which is exploratory surgery and peritoneal therapy.

While at the oncologist's office, we found out that Jill did indeed have a clot in her leg. She received a prescription for 6 months of a really expensive medicine (our health plan is awesome for inpatient stuff, but very crappy for co-pay). By the time we got all of this taken care of, it was getting pretty late. We picked up some Ethiopian food and headed home. Upon entering the house, my nostrils were assaulted with a very strong gas odor. I turned off the furnace and called the gas company. After a few hours, they determined that the cause was in our service line, somewhere under the front lawn.

I'm currently waiting for the diggers to come and install a new line. It is 11:15PM. It is likely to be a long night.

Bleh.

UPDATE: They finished up around 1AM. Turns out the leak was near the meter, so there was no need to dig a trench. The furnace is now cranking away, and all is well. I'm raising a glass to those fine men and women of the gas company for coming out on a chilly night and getting the job done. Now I can enjoy my holiday beer with peace of mind before I slip into a prewarmed bed.